Chapter 3: Young Quasi-Saints
There was silence, and there was a silence between Bai Yaming and Yang Yi.
Li Ran looked at the two people who were silent, and just wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he felt that he was not familiar with Bai Yaming, so he closed his mouth again.
Li Nancy opened the topic: "Hey, Bai Yaming, why did you say that there is no snow on Jun Mountain?" Think about it with your liberal arts students' knowledge of geography. ”
Bai Yaming: "......"
"I don't know, maybe it's a warm front transit......"
Actually, what Bai Yaming thought in his heart was: I know how to use a hammer.
"Hey, you're a liberal arts student?" Li Ran asked.
"Well, yes, he's still in the liberal arts experimental class." Yang Yi replied.
Luanzhou No. 1 High School is notoriously poor in liberal arts, and the vast majority of ordinary liberal arts classes are bastards, Yang Yi emphasized to Li Ran that Bai Yaming is not the kind of person who does not learn and has no skills.
"By the way, is your house around here, Jamin?" Yang Yi said.
"That's right!"
"Let's exchange contact information, maybe when I come to Junshan again in the future, I can connect you to go up the mountain."
"Yes."
Bai Yaming took out his mobile phone, and then the two changed their contact information.
Yang Yi's face was beautiful, but he still had to be forcibly indifferent, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart.
Bai Yaming saw the corners of Yang Yi's mouth and laughed again.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yi asked, as he spoke, a slack, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse.
"It's nothing, I just think you looked pretty cute just now, senior sister."
Then he spoke, habitually rubbing Yang Yi's head.
"Quack-quack-quack-"
Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, Yang Yi's face suddenly turned red, although Li Ran and Li Nancy were not familiar with each other, they looked at each other, took a step back, stood together, pretended not to see it, and became familiar with each other.
"You, you, you—" Yang Yi's voice was the same as that of a kitten.
"I'm sorry to ha~ knead...... It feels very good. ”
In fact, Bai Yaming was going to say that he was used to kneading, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he could only change it to a good feel.
Bai Yaming smiled wryly and withdrew his hand.
The few people laughed and continued to walk towards the ropeway leading to the mountainside, and the distant top of the mountain remembered ticking and ticking, and then the sound grew louder and louder, gradually turning into the sound of waves crashing.
"Whoa—"
Suddenly, pale green ripples suddenly spread from the top of the mountain, and then blue, purple, yellow, red......
Layer by layer, engraved with magnificent patterns, and then, countless divine birds fluttered their wings, thousands of divine dragons soared into the air, golden lotus flashed fluorescent and grew from the ground, and countless petals glowing with divine light shook out of the void.
The inexplicable ribbon of colored light continued to jump and change, staggered and mixed, thousands of divine lights were colorful, the phoenix's red golden wings, and the body of the divine dragon divine horse led countless divine lights to scatter out.
The sound of the Tao came from the sky.
There are even clearer voices singing.
Suddenly, the whole sky began to mix with a misty and magnificent color.
Immediately afterward, the purple mist was rising, directly covering the entire sky, boundless, and there was no end in sight.
A pillar of nine-colored divine light shot out from the top of Jun Mountain to the sky, and the divine light that shone through the sky so that Bai Yaming couldn't open his eyes.
"it!" Bai Yaming shouted.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yi's face flushed and asked.
"Don't you see?"
"See what?"
"This ......"
Bai Yaming was speechless, why was he the only one who could see it?
"Phoenix, dragon, golden lotus, colorful ......"
“???” Yang Yi looked puzzled.
"Yes, nothing." Bai Yaming probably understood, such a big movement, and Yang Yi didn't see it.
"Nancy Lee, what about you?"
"What the hell ???"
The crowd around was equally bustling, as it had just been.
Bai Yaming's head seemed to "boom".
"You ...... Really didn't see anything? ”
didn't say anything, but smiled reluctantly at a few people, saying that they were going to find a toilet and rushed to the pillar of light at the top of the mountain.
"No, definitely, someone must be able to see it!"
The mountain road is winding and rugged, Bai Yaming simply bought a ropeway ticket directly at the foot of the mountain, and ran halfway up the mountain on the cableway.
On the ropeway, the scenery halfway up the mountain is unobstructed.
"Huh~Huh~Huh~" Bai Yaming gasped, holding the ropeway box in the single room, looking nearby.
Nearby mountains, withered yellow forests, among them are many figures in white trench coats, all holding a metal detector that resembles a circle, sweeping towards the sky.
"I'm right, even if these people don't see these visions, I'm afraid they know something."
……
"Huh~Huh" Twenty minutes later, Bai Yaming climbed to the top of the mountain panting.
"I—I'm !!" Bai Yaming faced the pillar of light not far away and yelled.
The divine light of the pillar of light almost pierced him, and he couldn't open his eyes, only to see the mysterious light flowing.
"Wow~Wow~"
There seemed to be the sound of the tide in the pillar of light, and the waves hit the shore and beach, and the spiritual power condensed into substance was constantly vibrating.
Bai Yaming calmed his trembling body, surrounded by fairy light.
A purple-robed figure stood in front of him.
It was a black-haired young man with golden eyes, with a face like a knife, sharp edges and corners, and a face like a crown of jade.
"Yo, here it is."
"You are?"
"I'm just a quasi-saint."
“woc!!!”
Bai Yaming's pupils shrank.
Quasi-saint? Isn't that the realm of mythological fiction?
"Don't panic, don't be afraid." The black-haired youth chuckled, "My name is Ao Feng, huh...... A quasi-saint of the dragon clan, as for the rest, you will tell you little by little after you accept the inheritance. ”
"Me?" Bai Yaming pointed at himself.
"Well, yes, who's around here?"
"Why? What heritage? Bai Yaming didn't want to let something become someone else's wedding dress, and he still had a bunch of questions in his mind.
"Tsk, how do you say it, you go in, that's the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor, as for the purpose...... Naturally, I want you to be my protector. ”
"......"
"Let's go inside." Ao Feng obviously didn't want to say anything more to Bai Yaming, so he snapped his fingers, and Bai Yaming was inexplicably flying up and thrown into the pillar of light.
"What***ck" Bai Yaming's rare foul mouth, he came to the top of the mountain as if he was guided by fate, and without saying a word, he was thrown into a pillar of light that others couldn't see, and he did it in one go.
And...... What kind of quasi-saint, to train a saint to be a protector, the road is so wild?